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Temptations	By : Ozphoenix Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1873 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Temptations

By Phoenix

NOTES: Zenith is a femme I just made up. I don’t have a background for her and I haven’t used her since.

Optimus Prime stood outside his quarters, his fists clenched and his shoulders shaking slightly. He had just been in a rare,major argument with his girlfriend, Elita-1. It had been about him overiding one of her leadership decisions given to a femme under her command. Optimus was so shaken and angered that he could not recall what it was that he had done wrong. At the moment it no longer mattered because she had just told him to get out. Hence he was standing outside staring vacantly at Cybertron’s nightsky and attempting to regain control over his emotions. With a sigh and a shake of his head, he decided to go to a bar and get a strong drink. Primus knows, he needed it.

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The bar was quiet when Prime walked in. He raised barely a glance from the other occupants of the room. They were used to high ranking members of the Autobot army coming and going. The Autobot commander himself didn’t cause them any concern at all.

Optimus ordered a very high energon drink but when it came he didn’t touch it. Just stood leaning on the bar, staring down at it. Preoccupied with his thoughts.

“Hey,” a gentle voice at his side gained his attention. He glanced over and was somewhat surprised to see a tall, gorgeous, curvy femme standing next to him. She smiled gently at him and sat down onto the vacant stool next to his.

“I can tell you have femme troubles,” she said quietly.

Prime hunched his shoulders and shook his head, “Please, I don’t want to talk about it and I don’t need a companion.”

She didn’t say a word in response, she merely sat next to him and waited. A few minutes later Prime decided that he did want to talk about it. He told her about the fight and that his girlfriend had asked him to leave and that he had ended up here. She listened sympathetically, leaning ever closer to him and gazing intently at his optics.

Optimus didn’t notice how close she was getting until her thigh brushed against his. With a start, he moved his leg covertly away from her. She just as covertly, pressed closer and laid a hand on his arm.
(Oh no) Prime thought, (She’s getting the wrong idea. I needed to talk, but I don’t need what else she is offering). He hurriedly made a show of checking his chronometer and gave a gasp. Two hours had passed.

“Ah, look, thanks for the advice...?” he looked at her.

She smiled lazily, “Sorry, the name’s Zenith.”

Prime looked sincerely at her, “Thanks Zenith, but I really have to get going. Its been two hours - I have to get back.”

She nodded, a little crestfallen. She had thought she was close to getting him but apparently not. “Sure, maybe I’ll see you another time?”.

Prime inclined his head, “Alright. Till next time.” With one last look at her, he left the bar, Zenith’s optics following him as he went. She knew he wouldn’t be back.

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The Autobot commander quickly made his way home. Hoping Elita had decided to forgive him and would be there waiting for him. Opening the front door, he was disappointed to find her not at home. He saw a note stuck to the communications console. Tearing it off, he read it, ‘Optimus, I’m sorry about what happened. I think we both need to spend sometime away from each other for a few days. Don’t worry, I’ll be with a friend.’ She had scrawled ‘Love, Elita’ on the bottom of it. He stood and read it over a few more times, feeling worried and upset but at the same time relieved that she was no longer mad at him. Maybe she was right; they did need some time alone from each other.

“Good news or bad?”. He turned around swiftly, already knowing who the voice belonged to. Zenith was leaning against the doorframe, looking at him inquisitively.

“What are you doing here?” he asked sharply.

She was taken back. “I wanted to see if you were alright. I saw you standing here and thought....” she shrugged her shoulders.

The shrug emphasised her well rounded bust and shapely torso, Optimus felt desire rise within him. He tried not to let it show, but Zenith saw it in his posture and the way he hurriedly looked away from her. She advanced forward and ran her hand down his broad chest. Optimus stood rigid, (Don’t let her do this! Keep control, think of Elita!). But thinking of Elita only made him despair. With a groan he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. He removed his mask and dropped it to the floor, dipping his head down to possessively capture her upturned lips with his.
Feeling triumphant, Zenith wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed hard against him.

Optimus picked her up and moved towards the bedroom. He was going mad with lust, the unreality and forbiddeness of the situation was inflaming him. He dropped her gently on the bed, lay down next to her and began removing her armour. She lay still, letting him do as he wished - for the moment.

When she was denuded of her coverings, Optimus started exploring her. He ran his hands over her body. Her chest, neck, belly, upper thighs and finally to her groin. She squealed and raised her hips up off the bed as his hand delved into her, his fingers caressing and stroking her hot, wet interface. When she couldn’t stand it any longer, she sat up and pushed him back on the bed. Sitting on his chest facing his legs, she removed his codpiece and engulfed his large erection with her mouth. Optimus gave a strangled scream and thrust upwards. Zenith hung on, continuing to lick, suck and massage him.

The Autobot commander writhed and moaned under her administrations. When she was ready, she rose up and impaled herself on him. This time, Optimus did scream. She rode him urgently, her hands splayed on his jerking thighs for support. His hands gripped her waist then ran down her back to fondle her buttocks. She gasped and cried, her body beginning to shake as her climax got nearer.

Raising his head up, Prime could see where they were connected. He watched his erection disappear between her legs as he thrust up then saw it again when he pulled back; the lubricant from their coupling running down his member and dripping onto the bed. The sight of her interface dragging over his erection was too much for him; he gave one last mighty thrust up into her and came with devastating force. He arched up and cried out, his heels digging into the bed. Zenith felt him begin to ejaculate deep within her and she climaxed too. She sobbed and screamed, ramming herself down onto him and her fingers scratching at his inner thighs.

They collapsed together, panting and sighing. Zenith rolled off him and snuggled up to his chest. He turned his head and kissed her, grateful that he wasn’t going to spend the night alone.

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